Chapter 215 Sub

Yang Fan's heart is also tight. He has never heard of the name of the beast, and he is not clear about his ability. The ability to heal by itself is already good, and the poisonous fog on the body is not small. As long as you look at the end of the polar ice crystal, you can know.

Seeing that the other party was aggressive, he did not dare to underestimate the enemy. With one point in his hands, the black dragon's head on his palm changed from one point and two to two dragon heads. His feet soared and rushed to the left. At the same time, the dragon's mouth spewed out a flaming bullet and hit the rushing beast.

"Peng! Peng!" Yanlong hit it, and his huge body trembled slightly, and there was no unnecessary reaction.

Yang Fan felt a chill in his heart, which was a little surprising. The three flaming dragon bullets just now hit this guy with blood. How can it be useless now?

The beast roared, and its tail was like a thick whip. It just moved gently and immediately hit Yang Fan's body with a "bang".

Yang Fan didn't even have time to react. He only felt that the tail of the beast shook gently and was hit.

"Dong!" Yang Fan, who was shot out, crossed the air dozens of feet away and hit the wall, making a huge movement.

"Puff!" He felt much better after spitting out a mouthful of blood in his chest. Yang Fan wiped the corners of his mouth, his eyes condensed, and slowly got up.

The beast turned around, roared, and rushed at him again, spewing a thick poisonous fog from his mouth, trying to kill him. Its angry poisonous fog quickly spread, and the field was full of fog in the air, which was odorless.

The chaotic fire rising from Yang Fan's body is not afraid of the other party. In addition, the demon spirit is not afraid of any poisonous fog. How can he be afraid of the poison of the small ab animal?

However, he obviously underestimated the ability of the anthus, which can poison the polar ice crystals, which is not a good stubble. It turns out that anyone who underestimates his opponent will pay a heavy price.

Yang Fan felt the strangeness of the flesh all the time. Although those poisonous fogs were burned out a lot by the chaotic fire, there were still some poisonous fogs that devoured the Zhenyuan shield and stuck to the skin. As soon as the poison of the dragonfly stuck to his skin, it soon began to devour his body, and the sharp pain could not help coming, corroding the skin and flesh and blood.

The sweat on his forehead rolled down, and even the demons were eager to absorb the poison of the beast. The speed of devouring flesh and blood is not slow. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that as long as there is a cup of tea, Yang Fan's end will only be a stream of pus.

Seeing that Yang Fan was invincible, the expression on his face was even more ferocious. It seized an opportunity to open his blood basin and mutter a huge poisonous fog at him. This poisonous fog was so powerful that the flesh and blood on Yang Fan's body disappeared quickly.

"We must fight quickly!"

"Brother Yang, let me help you!" Liu Meier said anxiously.

Yang Fan hurriedly roared, "Don't go into the poisonous fog, retreat quickly, and don't get stained with the poisonous fog!"

He urgently asked Liu Meier to retreat. Don't help at all, but put himself in.

"Squeak..." The beast sneered and said, "Bad boy, your life is in trouble, and you are still interested in caring about others. Is Laozi's poisonous taste good?"

Yang Fan made up his mind, condensed his hands and roared: "Yanlong - listen to the order!"

Spell it out!

"Oh..."

A huge black dragon fell to the ground, and its huge body was not even comparable to the beast. The black dragon's eyes stared, and a flame spewed out of his nose, disdainning the beast in front of him.

The one-eyed beast suddenly opened and said in astonishment, "Yanlong! Black dragon! This...how is this possible!"

"Kill it!" Yang Fan roared eagerly. The poison on the body was too powerful. The demons in Xumi space absorbed the poison with all their strength, but they did not catch the speed of rapid corrosion. Fortunately, the chaotic fire was full of the meridians and could withstand it for a while.

The black dragon responded, raised its huge claws and slapped the head of the dragon.

"Peng!" The abo was not in a hurry to dodge. Under the heavy blow, the huge body was hit and flew far away in an instant. The black dragon is vicious and unruly. How can he forgive the other party when he sees the anthus as his enemy? With a flash, he rushed to the ax that was still in the air, and spewed out a huge dragon breath with his blood basin.

"Wow..." The dragon breath flame shrouded the dragon's power, and the invincible beast no longer saw the majesty and howled in the flames.

I don't know how many times the dragon breath of the real dragon is stronger than Yang Fan's golden elixir, and the flesh on the body can resist the fire dragon bullet and the fire dragon's breath, but it is not the opponent of the real black dragon. It only lasted for about ten breaths, and then collapsed on the ground and was no longer turbulent. The black dragon proudly withdrew the dragon's breath, waved its tail and returned to its owner.

Yang Fan gave it a thumbs-up without hesitation, and the black dragon also proudly raised the dragon's head and returned to the black dragon mirror.

At this time, Yang Fan's body was intact, and even the flesh and blood on his face became ferocious. He hurriedly threw the green ball, dodged into the Xumi space, and no longer dared to stay in the poisonous fog for a long time.

The poisonous fog in the field has not dissipated, and there is a tendency to slowly expand.

Liu Meier held the green ice crystal and looked at the thick poisonous fog from afar, looking very nervous. Several times, I wanted to rush to help, but the ice crystal was very damaged, and I was afraid that I would be a burden, so I had to wait anxiously on the periphery.

But at the moment when the covex died, a huge beam of light appeared in the field, which showed the dark square around it like daylight.

Liu Meier knew that this was the key road to the next level, but she did not leave. He shouted, "Brother Yang, Brother Yang..."

I shouted a few times, but I didn't hear the other party's answer. Suddenly, I had a bad idea in my heart. Shouldn't I die with the beast?

"Brother Yang, where are you? Don't scare me. Where the hell are you? Talk quickly... Brother Yang... Wow... Brother Yang..." As long as Liu Meier was anxious, the tears couldn't help gushing out. After shouting for a long time, I didn't see the other party's answer. He had to stand aside and wait for the poisonous fog to dissipate before helping him collect the body.

Liu Meier believed in her heart that Yang Fan died with the beast, and she couldn't blame herself for her original performance. He cried and said, "You are a bad person, a bad person... Wow... Even if Brother Yang is an evil cultivation, he is also a good evil cultivation. Liu Meier, how can you treat your lifesaver like this? You are a bad person..."

Along the way, she always tried to find out Yang Fan's origin and the bad things he had done. She had long believed that Yang Fan was an unforgiving bad guy and wasware of him everywhere. However, he never thought that it was the big bad guy in his mind who saved her life again and again, and now he has put his life in.

Thinking of the various things of the other party, I couldn't help recalling the evil deeds of the Binglange sisters. In contrast, I no longer believed their words.

Two days later, the ice crystal has begun to slowly improve, leaving only a faint layer of green fog on its body, no longer the previous dying appearance. Not only that, Bingjing's resistance to poison has also been greatly strengthened. Liu Meier intends to protect herself by Bingjing and rush into the poisonous fog to snatch Yang Fan's body back.

She held the ice crystal in her arms and leaned against the corner of the wall. There were still tears on her pretty face, and she buried her head in her knees, full of self-reproach.

"Xiaojing, do you think I'm a bad person? Brother Yang is so good, and I still want to wrong him as a bad guy. In fact, I'm the real bad guy, right?"

The ice crystal trembled slightly and made a soft sound, as if she was arguing for her words.

Liu Meier said lonelyly, "Don't say good things for me anymore. I'm a bad person. My mother is right. Real bad people don't write bad words on their faces, and good people are not necessarily kind-looking. Xiaojing, we must take back the bones of Brother Yang. We can't let him stay here like this. If it hadn't been for Brother Yang's desperate blow, we would have died this time. After saying that, she began to cry again and cried, "We... we can only do so much for him..."

At this moment, a voice came into her ear.

"Meier, are you still here?"

Liu Meier raised her head suspiciously and said in disbelief, "Brother Yang?" Then he shouted with joy, "Brother Yang! You're not dead!"

Yang Fan's wounds were quickly healed with the help of Shengmusinsan, and the skin and flesh on his body had fully grown, but it was still a little itchy.

"What, do you really want to see me die?"

Liu Meier hurried into his arms and cried with pear blossoms and said, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry...wow..."

Yang Fan was confused and hung his hands in the air. He didn't know where to put it. He also muttered in his heart. What happened to this girl?